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Chapter 5

Overall, dinner went relatively well. I was still fuming over the Sora's "wonderful" cover-up but I was more nervous over something else. Telling my parents.

Everyone was quiet at the table, Axel acting like nothing was wrong as he shoveled lasagna into his mouth.

My dad was the first to speak up. "So, Axel," Oh dear. "It's been a while since we've seen you."

I picked up several large pieces of pasta on my fork and shoved them into my mouth out of nervousness.

Axel looked up and shrugged, swallowing his food. "I've been really busy with track and trying to find a job. I haven't been very good at keeping up…friendships," he looked over at me for a split second before taking a drink of his water.

"Dad," I said quickly. "Axel and I have something to tell you," I nearly choked over my words. I could see Sora watching me intently like I was some kind of drama show.

My mom stared at me curiously. "Both of you?" his eyes were widened but if you didn't know him personally, you probably wouldn't have noticed. "What's going on?" he looked between us.

Dad looked scary, his face twisted in confusion as he set down his silverware. "Are you running away together?"

"What? No! Not at all. I'm not leaving home," I rushed out. "But you might want me to," my voice was soft. Putting my head into my hands, I sighed.

"Sora, give us a minute," my dad nodded at my brother who stood up and ran off without a word.

It was quiet as everyone waited for me to speak. "Do you remember two months ago that birthday party Sora and I went to?" both my parents nodded. "Axel was there. And there was alcohol-"

"You were drinking? Roxas, are you stupid?" my dad cut in but my mom put his hand up to stop him.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my heart's rapid beating. I felt Axel run a comforting hand over my thigh under the table. "I'm pregnant," I whispered.

I heard my mom sigh out a curse word and the anger in my father's eyes was like nothing I had ever seen before.

Axel opened his mouth to speak but my dad pointed a finger at him. "You did this?"

"Dad, please, don't-"

My begging didn't get through. My dad stood up and walked around to Axel, grabbing his collar to force him to stand. "You ruined my son?"

"Dad!" I shouted, causing everyone to stop. "I'm pregnant. Not ruined," I felt tears, once again, find their way to the corners of my eyes.

I looked over at my mom to him in the same situation. "Where did we go wrong? Did we not talk to you enough?"

"It was accident, mom. We used protection but it must have broken," I sobbed out, trying to hide into my hands.

My dad let go of Axel. "Mr. Leonhart, this was never my intention-"

"You're damn right it wasn't."

"But I'm not leaving him alone in this."

Silence again.

This time, my mom stood up and walked towards Axel. He gave him a sad smile and put a hand on his cheek. "If this had to happen, I'm glad it was you," his voice was choked up as he spoke through tears.

"So," my dad started, looking at me. "What are you guys going to do?"

I sighed, taking a deep breath. "I was hoping you could get me an appointment at the hospital you work at. Having it confirmed by dad would make me a lot more comfortable than it being a stranger."

My dad was the third generation to become a doctor. Not only that, but he worked in pre-natal care. I never thought much about it, but now, I was glad I had such a convenience.

"Of course," he responded. It was meant to be comforting but my father was never very good at controlling his tone.

"Sirs," Axel spoke up. "My plan is to look even harder for a job and, if need be, I'll quit track."

I looked at him. "What? No! Axel, you can't do that!" but I knew that he should. "You've worked so hard to get where you are. You can't just throw it away like that."

For once, my mother agreed with me. "Roxas is right. We've all seen how dedicated you are to running. You're willing to leave all that?"

Axel gave him a sad smile. "I can't change what happened. But I can help make it better."

At that moment, that ridiculously un-perfect moment, thunder roared and we were drenched in darkness.

"Roxas!" Sora called from upstairs. He always was afraid of the dark. I could hear the heavy thumping of him running down the stairs. "Roxas!" his voice was snotty, like he was crying. I sighed and headed to meet him at the foot of the steps. Sora fell into me, nearly knocking me over. "It's dark!"

I tried to hold back my laughter. "Its fine, Sora. We'll light some candles, open the curtains so the light from the lightening can come through. You're fine."

Axel walked up behind me. "Your parents went to get candles," he mentioned before motioned to me and Sora. "You guys really haven't changed have you?" he laughed.

"Hey, Axe, can you stay with him while I go open the curtains?" I didn't wait for a response before walking to the windows.

As I started pulling on the curtains, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to look into the familiar sapphire eyes of my mother. I smiled sadly at him. "I'm so sorry, mom," I whispered. "This isn't at all what I wanted."

He gave me a genuine grin in return and gestured for me to sit in the arm chair nearby, him taking the one next to it. "You are not irresponsible. You never have been. Between you and Sora, you were always the one to take initiative," he started. "When your father was at work, and I was god knows where, you took our place and cared for Sora. You've had such a burden on your shoulders because of us. A burden that, at your age, you never should have had."

"Mom, it's no big deal," I tried to say but he wouldn't let me get a word in.

"But it is," he leaned in and took my hand in his. "Don't let yourself do what your father and I did. Don't leave this baby alone. Don't get so caught up in work or school that you run out of time for your own child."

I reached up and wiped away a tear running down his cheek. "I'm going to need your help," I smiled at him and he chuckled at me.

"Of course, Roxy," he was the one person I didn't mind using that dreaded nickname.

Standing up, I gave him a hug. "I'm scared, though," I admitted.

Mom put a hand on my cheek and I leaned into it. "So was I. But we'll work through it. Your father and I are here, Sora's here, and it doesn't look like Axel is going to be leaving anytime soon, either."

Pulling away, we smiled at each other. "Thank you, mommy."

The storm just seemed to get worse. The rain was hitting at the windows hard enough that it sounded almost like hail.

Sora was promptly freaking out as the power still hadn't come back on. "Should we board up the windows and doors?"

Axel sighed, leaning his head on one hand. Despite dad's arguments, mom refused to let Axel leave in such bad weather. "It's not a hurricane, Sora. Just a tropical storm."

"But tropical storms can easily turn into hurricanes! Right, dad?" Sora turned to our father who was diligently watching the radar on his phone.

Dad nodded. "Yea sure," he obviously didn't hear what Sora had said. He also, obviously, didn't like storms either.

Mom slapped his husband's arm then turned to my brother. "Everything is going to be fine, Sor. Storms like these happen all time when you live near a beach," he moved his arms in a way to get Sora to take deep breaths. It didn't work.

"But what if this is the one the kills us all? What if Twilight Town is the next Katrina?" Sora was on the edge of a full blown panic attack.

I sighed standing up and grabbing my brother's wrist. "Let's go get more candles from my room, okay?" I attempted to smile, pulling him up the stairs.

"You know, I read online that being upstairs during a hurricane is super dangerous and potentially deadly."

I stopped in front of my door and stared at Sora. "Okay, one: this is not a hurricane. Two: reading has never done you good before. Don't start now."

Sora pouted and followed me up the narrow steps to my room. "That's so mean! I've read lots of stuff before!" I sent him a knowing look. "Okay so not lots but I've read enough!"

Walking over to my desk, I opened up the drawer on the side and grabbed the candles inside.

"Are those your prayer candles?" Sora questioned and I rolled my eyes.

"They were my prayer candles. You know I don't do that stuff anymore," I gathered them into my arms and headed back to the door, Sora following close behind me.

I could hear the smirk in my brother's voice. "I didn't know you still had them. And so close, too,"

"Sora!" I stopped in my tracks, causing him to run to run into my back. "If I've learned anything in the past three years, it's that I don't prayers or almighty deity's to lead the way of my life."

Sora sighed as I continued walking back down the stairs.